Chapter 89

He didn't know if he didn't look at it, but he was angry when he saw it.

The point of view of the article is well written. It is not the same as the point of view of most scholars nowadays. Instead, it opens up a new path and creates a unique point of view. It is pleasing to the eye.

Especially that character, which is exactly the same as that of the Tibetan version just now.

It is not difficult to imagine that this is from the same hand.

It was a coincidence that Xu Xiucai and the shopkeeper of the bookstore had met the same person.

If it weren't for the contents of these two letters, which had no connection at all, Zou Congru would have felt that these two people combined to play him.

But the words are good, and the views are indeed novel, but the writing of this article is really not very good. Xu Xiucai also commented on it, which is consistent with his views.

And he originally thought that the article stinks a bit, but as long as the poem is well written, with his good handwriting, he can barely call the other party a wit.

But when he finished reading the article and saw the poem...

Immediately, the breath was stuck in his chest, unable to go up or down.

How could someone use such words and write such poems.

It's just a waste of money!

What a waste of good words!
The key is that the emotion of the poem is abundant, full of nostalgia is expressed incisively and vividly, and the level is also neatly contrasted, but when you read it, you feel that something is missing.

And when he saw Xu Xiucai's comment below, and saw the word "spiritual energy", he suddenly felt enlightened!

That's right, it just lacks a little aura!
Although poetry writing is particular, within the constraints of the rules and regulations, there are not few people who can write good poems.

Zou Congru felt that this was the first time he had seen such a poem full of ingenuity.

If there is nothing wrong with this poem, it is true that there is nothing wrong with it, but I just don't want to give a high score.

After a while, Zou Congru put down the articles and poems, went to the table with his hands behind his back, lifted the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

This person surnamed Xu presented him with a problem.

He really can't see this kind of thing, and after knowing that the other party's jade can be carved, he really can't just put this matter aside.

But, that's all, he got two collections of books today, and he is in a good mood, so let's give the scholar a few words some other day.

So when Zou Congru returned to the house with a pile of books and papers, the students he met along the way all saw him in a hurry, as if he wanted to teleport to the house in an instant, and they could roughly guess that Mr. Zou must have discovered something Good book, I have to go back and read it in a hurry.

And after Zou Congru returned, he did bathe, burn incense, wash his hands, and began to look through the collection of books.

Every time I look at it, I can't help but sigh.

"Good word!"

He read two pages carefully, and the depression in his stomach was relieved, so he put the book aside again and started to read those articles.

He planned to read it sparingly, so as not to read the scholar's article and make him sick from anger.

If he was really angry, he would take out the books and wash his eyes.

So looking at it staggered like this, he spent the whole night, at least he managed to figure out the first article.

He picked up another piece of paper, picked out the flaws in it, and wrote his own opinion on it, and attached a template by the way for the scholar to use as a reference.

Although for two days in a row, after he returned to the house, he was busy revising the article, relying on the Tibetan book to continue his life.

But teaching students during the day is also full of energy.

After school that day, Zou Congru hurried back to the house as usual, and met Yan Liangting and his entourage on the way.

This Yan Liangting used to be a grand teacher with a distinguished family, but he didn't know why he suddenly resigned and started wandering around.

This Lianxi Academy, Yan Liangting just happened to pass by and came to live for a few days.

(End of this chapter)

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